Cannibal Corpse - Addicted To Vaginal Skin

ADDICTED TO VAGINAL SKIN Chris Barnes A relapse of my body Sends my mind into multiple seizures Psychologically a new human being One that has never been Cursed by the shaman his voodoo spell has my soul My limbs go numb I can't control my own thought Are his now His evil consuming me Ever telling me Begin the clit carving Slowly turning me, into a flesh eating zombie Knowing this spell can only be broken By the vaginal skins of young women I proceed to find the meat Their bleeding cunts will set me free Warmth seeping from this Body Rotted After I sucked the blood from her ass I feel more alive More alive than I've ever been Even though now I'm dead within My mouth drools As I slice your perinium My body smeared With the guts I've extracted Through her hole, came swollen organs Cunnilingus with the mutilated My spirit returned from the dead Released by the priest But I felt more real When I was dead The curse is broken I have a dependence on vaginal skin It's become my sexual addiction I must slit, the twitching clit Rotted cavity hold the juice Between the legs, I love to carve My cock is dripping with her blood